Your peanut butter is brown. Brownish-grey, actually. Chunks or no that won’t go.

Nor should you be.

That ... doesn’t seem like a good feature. “Clearing out your photos because they’re already backed up” is a nice idea. “Deleting everything forever” is an option mostly reserved for starlets.

I feel like the Cavs should also have a garbage sentence about retooling the team behind Larry Nance, Jr.

something something something Iran something Kissinger

It sounds like you know what to do.

I thought the point was to chew the entire thing and spit out the wax. Probably not, on second thought.

Butterfinger? That would be my first entry for “hellish candy bar”.

Scotswoman gives tomato soup to grateful Halloweeners. This checks out.

Tricked by this lunkhead? Most of the scientists I know can spell.

This is a great illustration of today’s culture. One offense and you’re out!

I’m so glad they gave her a boyfriend in this; looking forward to seeing how their relationship develops throughout the show.

I’m guessing that the executives are thinking more along the lines of The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe Part 4: Search for the Plastic Unicorn and not a literal adaptation of every book. Peter and Susan get brought back as hot teens (which would suddenly be OK), Edmund would be the sulky tweener, and Lucy would get…

If you want to hear drunkalogues, just go to an AA meeting. You’ll hear a couple for sure.

It’s probably a larger percentage of die-hard* Trump voters.

No wonder she quit the show.

General reply to detractors:

Yeah, you went full Bannon with that one. Never go full Bannon.

Being in the middle sucks. I’m one iteration older and hate being considered a Boomer. I was 9 years old during Woodstock, I could program a VCR when I still had one, and I don’t look at pictures of babies or animals on Facebook.

In a while you may graduate to “boss”, which is far worse. I figure most of those people fantasize about shooting their boss so if it’s designed to put me at ease it’s not working.